Post by odysseus on Mar 23, 2013 16:22:01 GMT -5

Not sure this is quite in the same category as the other songs, but my original thoughts went to Beatles, Marley, and Crosby/Stills/Nash/Young.

Until recently I was unaware that this song was about Jerry Cantrell Sr., who's nickname during the Vietnam War was "Rooster." I guess I had just never really thought about it. I also read something where Jerry Cantrell said the interview for the music video was the first time he had ever heard his father really talk about the war.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Aug 14, 2013 13:13:43 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Aug 14, 2013 13:16:24 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Aug 14, 2013 14:24:30 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Aug 22, 2013 9:27:09 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by notdarkyet on Aug 22, 2013 19:56:49 GMT -5

First time wandering into this thread. Having just been to see Randy Newman a couple weeks ago the first one that pops in my head is "Political Science" but I see it's already been posted. I suppose "Rednecks" qualifies well too...

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Mar 23, 2016 16:33:47 GMT -5

New one from Chuck Prophet

From Gabe Meline at KQED Public Media For Northern California -

Chuck Prophet simply did not know what to do.

He’d seen his city overrun with tech workers babying themselves, billionaires passive-aggressively fighting regulation and menus full of artisanal toast. But when a jury decided that officers did not use excessive force in the killing of Alex Nieto — a killing involving between 48 and 59 bullets shot into his body — Prophet says, “I never dreamed I would be in the middle of a war. A real culture war.”

And so the San Francisco songwriter sat in his small SOMA studio with his friend, Kurt Lipschutz, and started strumming a single, minor-key chord. The words came to him from somewhere else, the song writing itself:

Alex Nieto was a pacifist / a 49ers fanHe left for work one day at 4:15 / never made it home again

“Alex Nieto’s death is the result of gentrification,” Prophet told me Tuesday, two years after Nieto’s death, echoing a recent piece by Rebecca Solnit that placed Nieto’s killing in the context of modern-day San Francisco. “It’s directly tied to someone feeling threatened by a 49ers jacket and thinking it represents a gang. What gang are we talking about? What gang goes after young white people walking their dog? That’s just ignorance.”

Prophet has a personal stake in the changing face of his city — his 2012 album Temple Beautiful served as a historic love letter to San Francisco. But like many other artists, he can’t find much that’s positive in the boom of the past few years.

“The real damage is when things come in waves. That’s when it really rolls over people, historically,” he says. “The first wave, when we first became Startup City USA, was really different. This time around, these young programmers, they’re not content to eat at the Olive Garden down in Cupertino. They want the cool stuff — they want Dolores Park, they want the food trucks. They want our culture. That’s the major difference.”

Not that Prophet, who recently organized an all-star concert at City Hall covering the city’s vast musical history, would cram his song for Alex Nieto with such context.

“With songs,” he says, “it’s not journalism. You wanna say as much as you can with as few words as possible.”

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Nov 4, 2016 13:48:28 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Nov 13, 2016 0:26:59 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Nov 13, 2016 0:42:50 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Nov 13, 2016 0:55:19 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Nov 13, 2016 1:00:58 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.

Post by FuzzyWarbles on Nov 13, 2016 1:15:58 GMT -5

What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.